Потому что я не люблю тебя больше |
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ненавижу эту фразу за то что она правдивая(( |
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нууууу воооооооот!!!!!!!!!! |
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ну вот... |
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ах..... |
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мдооо |
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а я говорил шо люплю анимэ?) |
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я ж гаварило |
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пздц |
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Аудио-запись: killradio_scavenger |
клёвооо.....уаааАААА |
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ну да |
Метки: пльа нах в ж |
вау |
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ну писец((( |
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Результат теста "какой у тя стиль?" |
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Результат теста "В каком году ты умрёш? (как ни странно но ето правдоподобный тест)" |
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ухх |
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Аудио-запись: Alexisonfire_-_Crisis_-_This_Could_Be_Anywhere_In_The_World |
This Town has it's claws Buried in my neck This town- it takes lives Without Mercy Without Haste The streets are in distress, The sun suffocates behind darkened skies The grass is growing On top of my feet Im sinking Wont be long before I'm too deep to run The line up seems endless underneath the salvation signs We are the dead ones We are the lost cause We are the bend before the break Our steps seal our fate Because this city, this city is haunted by ghosts(ghosts) from broken homes(homes) Because this city, this city is haunted and there's no hope(hope) left for these souls(souls) Every step I take I leave a small piece of myself behind soon there will be nothing left The cracks in the pavement Match the cracks in their weathered skin [This Could Be Anywhere in the World lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com] The sky's a brick wall The ground's a juggernaut Each day they get a bit closer Between them, I am caught I stare in amazement, I cant believe this is where I live Every breath I take I feel my lungs fail This breeze feels more like shards of glass I'm more scars than skin Because the city, the city is haunted, by ghosts (ghosts) from broken homes (homes) Because this city, this city is haunted theres no hope (hope) left for these souls (souls) Our steps seal fate Our steps seal fate This is our celebration Come join the lost souls This is our celebration Come join the lost souls The city, the city is haunted Oh,walk with us Oh,damn,walk with us The city, the city is haunted, by ghosts(ghosts) from broken homes(homes) Because this city, this city is haunted. Theres no hope(hope) left for these souls(souls) |
Метки: alexisonfire |
вот это да... |
Метки: fuking_emo_life урод |
Дневник dyin_happy |
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